An ominous gloom is in the air,
Darkened clouds to usher in despair,
No more shall the sky be seen,
A cold cold rain, in this moribund destiny.
The sound of the last rain, echoes on,
No light is there beyond the sky,
A frail world, in presence of the night,
As gentle rain falls, the time has come,
For the last rain has begun.
Echoing on, through long lost dreams,
Last rain, to fall upon these seams,
Echoing on, to the sound of the last rain.